The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

After hearing Liu San's pessimistic remarks, Li Yuan did not persuade him.

He is not him, and it is difficult to understand his thoughts, but he knows that everyone has their own path, and if you choose, don't regret it.

Just like what happened last night, now that it happened, he couldn't escape, but thought about how to solve it.

At that time, if Zhao Xiuqin cannot accept it, he will finally have no choice but to choose Wu Qiaoqiao.

In today's society, how difficult it is for a woman who has lost her virginity to live is still in the memory of the original owner.

Men, sometimes, must be able to take things and let them go, otherwise it will only hurt everyone.

The two chatted for a while, and Li Yuan raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was time to rush to work.

"Okay, I have to go. Is there anything else you need to say?"

“This is the key to this yard, Qiaoqiao also has it.

Now that Qiaoqiao has been found, I will leave in a moment, and I hope you will take more care of her."

As he spoke, he took out a key from the satchel next to him and placed it in front of Li Yuan.

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Li Yuan and said, "Wait for me."

Then he stood up and walked out of the room. A few minutes later, he came in with a paper bag in his hand.

"Forget it, this is the house deed. You can help keep it first. If I can't come back, just treat it as Qiaoqiao's dowry."

Li Yuan took the paper bag and his doubts disappeared, "Don't worry, Qiaoqiao is a good girl, I will cherish it."

"I am a Jianghu person, and my handling of this matter was a bit rough. I hope you won't let Qiaoqiao down."

"Understood, I will take good care of her," Li Yuan said sincerely.

"Then I'll be relieved." Liu San felt relieved.

Li Yuan came to the bedroom. Wu Qiaoqiao had already dressed and was washing up.

The simple dress gave her a different look. Li Yuan hugged her waist from behind and touched the high ground with his hands.

Wu Qiaoqiao hummed, tilted her head back, eyes blurred, and took the initiative to ask for a kiss.

Li Yuan lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers, feeling obsessed.

After a few minutes, she slapped his hand hard, and Li Yuan let her go with satisfaction.

"You're going to choke me to death," she said angrily and punched Li Yuan again.

Li Yuan smiled and knew he had to leave, so he patted her on the butt and said, "Wait for me tonight."

After saying that, he left the courtyard with a smile, leaving only the little girl with a blushing face.

Li Yuan didn't come home all night, and everyone was used to it.

We know that he often stays at work, drinking and fooling around with his colleagues, and there are only a few days a month.

Recently he is learning the use of punch presses at the No. Machine Tool Factory.

The machine purchased is a traditional crankshaft punch press, which is relatively simple to operate.

With Li Yuan's understanding, he could master it all in less than half a day.

The rest of the time is more about learning safe operations and how to replace molds.

And understand the processing characteristics of different materials and different molds.

It was now coming to an end, and when he was about to get off work, as expected, Li Yuan got the certificate of operational qualification.

Excitedly, he rode to No. 53, Xisibeibajiao.

When I was approaching the door, I saw a cloth bag in my hand, which looked heavy.

I took out the key and prepared to open the door, but found that the lock was gone, thinking that Qiao Qiao had arrived early.

He tried to push the door, but it didn't open. It must have been pushed in backward.

He patted the door gently, heard brisk footsteps running over, and then saw an eye through the crack of the door.

Then there was a sound of surprise, then the sound of a latch being dragged, and the door being suddenly pulled open.

What caught my eye was Wu Qiaoqiao, who was wearing an apron. He was rolling up his sleeves and looking at Li Yuan in surprise, his face flushed.

Li Yuandan carried the cart, crossed the threshold, leaned against the wall, and locked the door behind him.

As Wu Qiaoqiao exclaimed, he picked her up and walked towards the main room.

"Li Yuan, there's still rice burning in the pot!" As soon as Wu Qiaoqiao buried her head in Li Yuan's arms, she thought of something and raised her head and said eagerly.

Li Yuan carried her and turned around to the east wing, opened the door curtain, went in and covered the fire with charcoal ash with a shovel, then washed his hands randomly, then picked her up and left.

"I'm cooking. You don't want to eat." Wu Qiaoqiao looked at the pot and tapped Li Yuan's chest.

"I'll eat you first." Li Yuan walked out of the penthouse without stopping.

. . . . . .

An hour later, the satisfied Li Yuan lay on the bed with Wu Qiaoqiao covering his chest.

Wu Qiaoqiao didn't want to move now. She felt crazier than last night, but more comfortable than yesterday.

Li Yuan, who is conscious, knows how to mobilize emotions, how to avoid harm, and how to maximize the stimulation for the little girl.

Li Yuan kept thinking about it. Although the little girl was a little raw, it was more fun to develop in this way.

Who doesn't like Yi Xue? He himself doesn't believe those men who say they don't care.

"Master, I thought I was going to die, you are so cruel," Wu Qiaoqiao, who had calmed down a little, murmured and patted his chest gently.

Li Yuan used strength in his hands, hugged her tightly, and said viciously: "Don't you know how to speak well?"

"Master, don't you like it? I thought you liked me calling you that. It says so in the book."

The little girl rested her chin on Li Yuan's chest, opened her big eyes and said with a smile.

"I like it, I do, but how come it comes out of your mouth? My whole body feels numb!"

After saying that, I couldn't help but shiver.

The little girl giggled, "Master, I will only call you that in bed, okay?"

He was numbed by the electric shock and turned over.

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Lord. . . Lord. . .

Another hour passed, and both of them lay on the bed not wanting to move.

After a while, someone's stomach made a growling sound. Wu Qiaoqiao giggled and tried to get up.

Li Yuan lay down just thinking about it, but Wu Qiaoqiao really had no strength.

He held her down and tucked her under the quilt.

"I'll make dinner, just in time for you to have a taste of my craftsmanship." Li Yuan sat up and started to get dressed.

"That's not possible, how can the old man enter the kitchen?" She tried to stand up.

Li Yuan leaned close to her ear and said a few words. The other party's face became increasingly blushing, and finally she acted like an ostrich again.

Li Yuan, who laughed heartily, got dressed and came to the wing that served as the kitchen.

In less than half an hour, two meat dishes, one vegetarian dish, a tomato and egg soup, and a bowl of fragrant rice were served on the Eight Immortals table in the main room.

Wu Qiaoqiao, who had recovered a little at this time, also put on her clothes, held on to the wall and seats, and sat down at the dining table amidst Li Yuan's laughter.

"Wow, it's so rich! Where did you get all this? It's incredible!"

In this season, those who can get these fresh vegetables are people with great powers.

She looked at Li Yuan with admiration and disbelief on her face.

In front of her, Li Yuan got the greatest satisfaction. Whether in bed or in life, the little girl could always discover his strengths and praise him without hesitation.

"These are all grown by my friends in their own greenhouses. I can get some of them," Li Yuan said as he prepares to serve rice.

At this time, Wu Qiaoqiao was determined not to let Li Yuan do anything again. She personally filled the rice for Li Yuan and then filled it for herself.

The meal was enjoyed by you and me, which made Li Yuan feel the beauty of home.